Ben nearly drooled as he saw yet another package of meals pass by his station, flying out through a small flap on the corner of the storefront wall. He couldn't blame anyone but himself for not taking his ghrelin blockers before he clocked in. A mistake that big was probably only beaten by that time he forgotten to take his insulin pills before dinner. Yeah, he was one of those forgetful people. Ben shifted the bulk of his weight around his wide wheelchair, stifling a burp as another table of customers began to leave their table. Said customers were a family of four, a man in his thirties that seemed to be stuck on his wheelchair, pinned down by sheer weight alone; a woman who almost looked like she was insistent that she still could walk around with a cane, while their two children followed behind the couple. "Table 19. That'll be forty-five dollars." Ben said, tapping the computer on the counter in front of him to access the statement of that family, with the mother paying via
The American Obesity Problem by LightningRodOfHate, literature
Literature
The American Obesity Problem
I have no face. There was a time when I may have owned one, but this is a fuzzy half-memory. In fact, it may be entirely an invention of fantasy. These days, regardless of my history, I know for a fact that I have no face. However, I have been granted a name: The American Obesity Problem. And I am growing in the United States. You may have seen me on television. You may have been witness to my disconcerting back cleavage and mystified by the seamless transition my legs make from my calves into my ankles. You probably saw my unsettlingly large, shelf-like behind as it strained against my tight Capri pants that I swore I would fi
Attack of the Blob Men by LilFeedingDevil, literature
Literature
Attack of the Blob Men
[[Content includes feederism elements, force feeding, rapid weight gain, extreme weight gain, excessive fat, and strange aliens]] Luke woke up that morning before the sun had even risen, did his warm up exercises, showered, then ate a breakfast of egg whites and whole grain toast and watched the early morning news. There were reports of strange weather patterns all across Europe and Asia, thick purple clouds gathering over cities that baffled meteorologists. Luke did not pay it any real mind, turning off the tv. Then he put on his jacket and jogged the 10 miles to the gym. Luke’s workout was intense, it always was, and he spent much of it doing crunches and other core workouts. When he was ready to cool down, he got onto a stationary bike to pedal a couple miles and wind down. Even with the jog over to the gym and his lengthy workout, it was still before 7am, and he had another hour before his shift. Since he worked at the supermarket next door, he was not too concerned, he just